Chapter 6

The memory of our night together had my cock hard again, and I needed release. I turned over onto my back and kicked away the blanket, spitting on my fingers to ease the slide as I slowly jacked my dick from balls to tip.

I arched my back as I rolled my sac just the way I liked it. I hummed as the sensations built in me, moving faster as I thrust into my fist, my ass clenching with each stroke until I came in a flood, a soft grunt escaping me as I shot all over my chest, some of the seed dripping down onto the sheets.

Breathing heavily, I relaxed, raising my hand to my lips to taste my cum.

“Fuck, that was hot,” I heard, and my eyes, which had fallen closed, opened to slits to see Paul leaning against the door frame of the bedroom. “You should have called me. I’d have helped you out.”

I watched him while I finished licking every last bit of jizz, then stretched out on the sheets, making sure my body was fully displayed for his viewing pleasure. He smiled and shook his head.